Even on my darkest days, when my monster convinces me that nothing I know to be true is real, when it has me believing that she doesn’t care, my heart still manages to persuade me to talk to her. Even when it’s scared that the monster is right. Yesterday the monster had me completely convincedContinue reading “The tie that can’t be severed…”
For a long time I felt cheated out of the kind of relationship I saw between my friends and their mothers. The way they could tell them anything, the way their mothers looked after them, rather than the other way round. The conversations that they were able to have. That’s not to say that IContinue reading “Something I’ve always wanted…”
Mothers Day is fast approaching in the UK and I’m not going to be in for most of it as I’ll be at a little event in Scarborough called Sci-Fi Scarborough. So I thought I’d post this now. Whilst it’s fresh in my mind. I am fortunate to have two mother’s in my life, one is the biological mother who raised me, and one has only come into my life in the past year, but she treats me as if I am her own. So the two letters below are for them.